The last three days have been busy, busy for me. My days were filled with interviews, costumes and conferences – OH MY!
It’s a difficult process – tiresome, too – but necessary. On Monday, I had an interview I felt went very well. I loved the idea of working in a home office on a farm, but I could never find peace in my spirit about it. My head said, “Go for it!” My heart said, “Whoa, nelly!” I just couldn’t figure out if I should continue to pursue this job, or not.
Roll forward to Monday afternoon, and I remember thinking, “Gee, I wish Searls would call me.” Searls Windows and Doors, Inc. is a company I worked for in the past. Twice. See me shrug. Yes, I think they like me. I really did want to hear from them, though.
Tuesday morning, while mulling over what to do with the “job on the farm,” the phone rang. Caller ID said “Searls Windows and Doors,” and I about jumped out of my skin. Yay!
So, yesterday, I went back to the building I worked in years ago, and had my second interview in 3 days. Not bad, huh?
After the interview, which again I thought went well (keep in mind my oft niave and/or delusional thinking), I dashed off to church to do my regular Wednesday stuff.
I also volunteered to be a seamstress for our church’s live, drive-through Winter Wonderland, and we we’re having a pattern-material cutting “party” Wednesday morning, too.
We cut out at least a dozen of the approximately 45 costumes we need to sew. (Well, really Phyllis, Rose and Rose’s hubby cut the material while I ran around making copies of the instructions, a cup of coffee for Rose’s guy, bagging complete costumes sets, and other general errand-type things). Fortunately, there are several of us willing to make these costumes, or we’d never get done by Christmas.
So why is any of this important or significant? Wednesday and Thursday of this week have been what our school district calls 5-hour days. Why 5-hour days? Because, silly, there are parent/teacher conferences those two days.
These shortened days mean that my oldest is home from middle school around1:15 pm and my youngest needs to be picked up from school at 2:05. I knew that. I KNEW my kids were being let out early, and I thoroughly and completely screwed it up.
As I was cleaning up our “seamstress” room, I looked at my watch and thought, “Oh, I’m all good. It’s only 1:45 pm. I’ll be home in plenty of time.” WRONG! My oldest was already home and there was no possible way I was going to make it to my youngest’s school in time to pick her up.
A couple of frantic phone calls later, and my oldest was running to the school to get my youngest (very literally running), and a neighbor was on the lookout to pick them both up and drive them home. Whew.
Bad mommy. Bad.
So, finally, everyone was home, safe and warm, and now we could relax, right? Oh no, of course not. Remember I said these two days are parent/teacher conference days? Yes, well, I was scheduled to be back at the elementary school at 3 pm. Ugh.
By 4 pm, I was home. Taking off my shoes, dress clothes and yes – TMI ALERT!!! TMI ALERT!!! – even my bra, and putting on my baggy sweats had never felt so glorious.
Dinner? HA! Leftovers, baby.
It was too long of a day of interviews, costumes and conferences – oh my! Oh, yes, the home office on the farm? I told them thanks for the interview, but we weren’t a good fit. I know they’ll find someone good, it just won’t be me.
Isaiah 40:30-31 (NIV)
30 Even youths grow tired and weary,
and young men stumble and fall;
31 but those who hope in the Lord
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint.
2 Timothy 4:7 (NIV)
7 I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.
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